You want to know the truth of where I’m at? I wish I were dead and I just don’t know why God wouldn’t take me now.

I believe in God, I do.  It’s just that I’ve been really hurt a lot; so, even though I believe, I don’t have a home. 

I’m so sorry. God, I’m so sorry that I haven’t talked to him in a year. I do love him; I’m just so, so sorry. 

You just live; everyday, one day at a time till the man upstairs says your done.

Well, obviously I’m wondering why, but I’ve been wondering that since my wife passed away 12 years ago. This? This is nothing compared to that.

We just have some choices we have to make now.  God help us, this family just has some really hard choices.

I just ask God “Why?. . .Why?”, maybe I shouldn’t ask why, but I just keep doing it.

Oh God, why did I leave him? I told him I wouldn’t leave him! . . .Why did this have to happen when I stepped away?

It’s there, is just dormant; you have to talk about the fact that it’s really you thats sick, not someone else. Everyday I set aside time to wrestle with God about the fact that I have cancer.

We know the odds are against us, but still…we’re praying for a miracle.